After I Let Go My Alpha He Knelt in Regret

Chapter 102

I raised an eyebrow, surprised that he knew about Leon. "Yes, that's him. Why? Do you follow hockey?" I asked, genuinely curious. "Is he good? I didn't pay much attention to that."

Lorik snorted, the sound laced with bitterness. "Good? Hardly. He's average at best. The only reason

he's popular is because of his pretty face."

I tilted my head, watching him closely. His tone was dripping with disdain, and I couldn't help but wonder if it was Leon's success or something else that was really bothering him. "Is that so? I didn't know. How's his team doing, then?"

Lorik hesitated, his eyes flickering with uncertainty. "I... don't know," he finally admitted, his voice a

little softer, almost embarrassed.

I gave a small nod, not pressing the matter further. Lorik's sudden interest-or rather, disinterest-in Leon was telling. He was jealous, though he'd never admit it outright. And while a part of me was annoyed by his possessiveness, another part found it oddly satisfying. We chatted for a few more minutes, but it was clear that Lorik was still brooding over my

conversation with Leon. The doctor eventually came in, reminding me that Lorik needed rest. As I prepared to leave, Lorik's hand reached out again, this time more hesitantly. "When will you have time to visit me again?" he asked, his voice tinged with reluctance. I offered him a small smile, careful not to let too much emotion slip through. "I've been really busy

with work lately. We'll see how it goes."

His eyes clouded with disappointment, but he nodded, accepting my answer without protest. I could feel his gaze following me as I left the room, but I didn't look back. I had other things on my mind.

As the elevator doors closed behind me, I pulled out my phone and quickly searched for Leon and his team. The results surprised me. Leon's team had just won a major tournament, and he had been

a starter in the final game. The articles were full of praise for his skill, highlighting his contributions

to the team's victory.

A small, amused smile tugged at my lips. Lorik had clearly downplayed Leon's accomplishments out

of jealousy. The thought was both amusing and endearing in its own way.

The next evening, I dressed up for my dinner with Leon. The Silver Crescent Hotel was one of the most luxurious venues in the city, known for its romantic ambiance and stunning views. As I arrived, the scent of freshly cut flowers filled the air, and the soft glow of candlelight bathed the restaurant in a warm, inviting light. Couples filled most of the tables, their low murmurs and soft

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ughter creating a soothing backdrop.

Years ago, a place like this would have left me awestruck. I would have envied the couples around me, wishing for Lorik to bring me here one day. The idea of a romantic dinner at such a high-end establishment had once seemed like a distant dream. But now, I could afford to reserve the entire

restaurant if I wanted to, and the novelty of it had worn off.

As the waiter guided me to our table, I glanced out the large windows, taking in the breathtaking view of the city lights twinkling below. The beauty of it all still held a certain charm, but the sense of longing I used to feel was gone. I no longer fantasized about who might bring me here. I had the power to shape my own experiences now.

Leon was already seated when I arrived, looking dashing in a tailored suit. His eyes lit up as he saw ge, and he stood, pulling out my chair with a wide grin. "Miss Shirley, you look stunning," he said,

his voice warm and sincere.

"Thank you, Leon," I replied, taking my seat. "You clean up nicely yourself."

The dinner started off pleasantly enough. The food was exquisite, each dish a masterpiece of culinary art. Leon was charming, his boyish enthusiasm endearing. But I couldn't help but notice the way he kept glancing at me, his gaze lingering a little too long. Finally, I met his eyes, raising an eyebrow. "Is something wrong, Leon? You've been staring at me all

evening."

He blushed, the color rising quickly to his cheeks. "I'm sorry, Miss Shirley. It's just... I've admired you for a long time. I've seen you in action, and I've always been a fan."

His admission caught me off guard, and for a moment, I didn't know how to respond. "Thank you," I said finally, touched by his honesty. "That means a lot to me."

Leon's blush deepened, and he fidgeted with his fork, clearly trying to summon the courage to say something more. But before he could, a voice interrupted our conversation. "Well, well, if it isn't Shirley," a mocking tone drawled from behind me. "Didn't expect to see you

here."

I turned to see Lorcia standing beside our table, her arms crossed over her chest, a smug smile

playing on her lips. Dressed in a flashy outfit that screamed for attention, she looked every bit the

part of someone trying too hard to make a statement.

That self-satisfaction vanished at the sight of Leon sitting across from me, and her expression became twisted with jealousy as she said incredulously: After I Let Go My Alpha, He Knelt in Regret

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Leon Brandon? How did you...... you get to dine with such a character?!"